Lauren (the other me), Mary, and I just went to dinner. We accidentally sat at (what turned out to be) the tri-delta table, and when they (the tri delts) started to come into the dining hall, they shot us looks and said hi, the combination of which actually meant that they saw us at their table and wanted to know what the hell we were thinking.

I ( Read more... )

Oh, and the herpes have returned. I've been sleeping. I've been eating. I don't understand why I'm getting these damned fever blisters.

I'm actually going to The Burg this weekend, for about ten hours--I have to close my bank account. And, while I'm there, I'll do laundry, since I'd have to pay for it here. I figure that since I will go home at ( Read more... )

This morning in University 1111, we had to go around and tell why we chose Transylvania. I realized that I had no other reason than money. I came here because of money. Of course, I didn't say that, I said something about small class size and liberal education. But the truth is that Transy was my last choice, my fall back. I know I have a great ( Read more... )

It's so strange, I almost want to feel heartbreak (again). Because when you feel that bad, you know two things: one, that you are alive, and two, that things have to get better eventually. I'm not too sure of either right now. I am breathing, but that doesn't say too much, and what if this is as good as it gets?

I think I am managing to fake life.
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Last night I got my first "Under 21" stamp. Exciting.

Matt Wertz was great; so was Aaron Winters. Robbie and I talked to Matt after the show, and Matt remembered Robbie from the show at The Dame. He seems like a generally nice guy, not to mention that he's uber sexy with the whole singer/song writer/guitar player/shaggy-hair-wearer thing going on. ( Read more... )

Only a week has passed since I moved here, but it seems like so much longer. Not in a bad way, at all. It just seems longer. Maybe because I've stuffed too much stuff into the past seven days?

The homework load is crazy.  I'm always doing homework, but it's actually pretty interesting, most of the time. Last night--yes, Friday night--I decided to ( Read more... )

And I just cooked the perfect grilled cheese. 

It's going be a long time before I empty a dishwasher again.

I can tell that mom is upset about me leaving because she putting up pictures me of all over the house. In the past week she has framed every youth salute and senior picture we own--all of them had been collecting dust in their orginal boxes for at least the past year.  She is also crying ( Read more... )

The first empty room,

I know it’s nothing in

comparison to what

has happened, I know

it’s just furniture, but

that blue couch was the only

one that never saw…

anything. Except physics

homework and guitars

and making out.

Standing in the doorway of

the gutted room, breathing

slighty off beat, I keep

my safe distance, I refuse

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Me: I finally found my Frida DVD

Zeph: Where was it?

Me: In my bed.

Zeph: Glad to know she was in bed with you.

Me: Yeah, I'm always losing stuff in my bed.

side note: it's to the point where john mayer reminds me of zeph, not the other way around.